I came to a strange place, and found everyone wore a muzzle there. The streets were in deadly silence. Nobody talked there at all. I kept going along, and later lost my way.

"I need to ask my direction", thought I to myself.

When someone past me by, I stopped him, and said, "Excuse me...".

"Oy, why do I lose my voice?", I thought was in alarm. I coudn't utter a word at all.

The passerby looked at me sympathetically, but said nothing, then he left me away.

I tried the second person, the third...None of them could respond to me. I was exhausted, dismayed...

By then the alarm rang like hell on my nightstand, and, I struggled to open up my eyes, and found myself in my bed. It was just a nightmare. I draw up the window curtains and look up the skies. It's dismal.